Apple of his eyes Novels & Stories

I do not understand what he wants. “Am I still disgusting in your eye?” “What?” I am surprised by Cody is question. Why does he ask? “ Why should you be disgusting in my eye?” I am confused. Cody tires his eyes away I am naturally and says, “ You said I am disgusting.” “ When?” I said I remember that it was when we quarreled and when he said that I was disgusting. “ That is just an angry rush. That is not true. Do not take it seriously!” “ Really? So you do not think I am disgusting at all!” His eyes light up like a shiny diamond. “ Of course. You are an apple in my eye.” I do not know why I say so, but when I see his beautiful eyes, I feel dizzy and can not help but say romantic words.

Mike cleared his throat and said, "She had an eye infection and the doctor told her to stay off her phone, so it's been a while since she looked at her phone." "Eye infection?" Jun was not certain if it was a severe condition. Avery had not imagined Mike to be so capable of lies and said, "Also referred to as pink eyes." "Ohh! I know pink eyes… Your eyes literally turn red when you get that." Jun stared at Avery's eyes. "No wonder your eyes appear a little red! So that's why." "No wonder your phone is constantly switched off. Your eyes were infected!" Tammy exclaimed, "Why didn't you tell me?"

“It’s ‘the man who made Aria smile’, ocean eyes.” My eyes widened a fraction. How did he see me smile? He had dark hair; raven black and they looked soft like silk. “You have a beautiful smile, ocean eyes.” He spoke just when the doors closed. I was left alone, with a racing heart and messy mind. My hand went up to my face, my fingers grazed over my eyes then moved to my lips, “Ocean eyes.” I stepped back with a tiny smile playing on my lips. “Ocean eyes.” I whispered to myself.

A nice, warm, fleshy apple. "Bite it" 'I thought we took care of this earlier,' he grumbled internally, and forced his gaze back to his plate of eggs. He inevitably looked back at her, his eyes cold and hateful. At least he hoped that's the look he was conveying. She had such smooth looking skin, it looked like she had spent hours rubbing lotion on it, which she probably had. A thin rivulet of pink froth ran out of her mouth and sped for the finish line down her neck and towards her cleavage.

The air in the office was really thick and heavy. It felt like the oxygen was getting all dense and weird because of Julian Vane being Mark spun around. His jacket made a loud noise against the quiet hum of the old computers. He put his hand in his pocket. Grabbed a silver thing. He stared at Julian through the glass. His eyes were wide. He was watching Julian light his lighter. The small flame showed Julians face. It made his face look sharp and mean. He was standing really relaxed outside the glass. He looked like a man looking at something in a box.

I told myself, maybe he's just intrigued by me, and once he gets what he wants, he'll completely forget about me! My heart tighted, and I was about to politely decline Prince Louis's kind offer when I suddenly caught sight of his eyes. He stared at me with those clear, ocean-blue eyes, as intense and focused as the sea outside. His thick eyelashes cast a small shadow below his eyes. His face held little expression, but it completely captured my gaze.

But in the end, he still wrapped an arm around the drunken Angela and helped her into the car. Amid the rain, the black Maybach slowly disappeared from my line of sight. After it drove off, a familiar voice rang out beside me. "Was it worth it, doing all that for him?" I smiled and said, "There's no such thing as worth it or not. Life is long. If something's bad for you, you just throw it away." "I heard you've got a brand-new original design draft in the making." I turned and met those bright, sparkling eyes. I teased, "Did you plant some kind of surveillance device on me, Mr. Rivers?"

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I tаke оff my orаnge аprоn, plаcing it оn thе dining chаir I аpproаch thе dоor аnd swing it oрen. My breаth cаtchеs in my throаt аt thе sight bеfоre mе. Stаnding оn my dоorstеp is а mаn, tаll аnd strikingly hаndsоmе, with hаzel eyes thаt sееm tо spаrkle in thе dim light. Нis blаck hаir is tоusled just sо, аnd thе hint оf а smile plаys аt thе cornеrs оf his lips, sending а shivеr dоwn my sрine.

"Calm down my lady, I'm no harm. I don't care about your eyes, you're beautiful just the way you are but my lady, your eyes were the most beautiful thing I've ever seen since the day I was born so please don't hide it." Deep inside me, the incongruously bright of the core vision inside my eyes are somewhat trying to say that he's no harm, that my eyes are astonishingly impenetrable. I slowly removed my hands covering my eyes. His uniformly azure eyes glued on my eyes that was burning by desire. We stared at each other until the cold air disturb us and cut off our long stare. I immediately opened the basket and prepared the sandwich I made. "You can eat this, it's good especially with the tas